لَيْسَ لِي غَيْرَ خَالِك الْحَجَرِ الأَسْـ

ـوَدِ فِي كَعْبَةِ الْمَحَاسِنِ قِبْلَهْ

I have nothing but your cheek's black stone

In the Kaaba of beauty to kiss

فَأَثِبْنِي عَلَى الْجَمَالِ زَكَاةً

وَزَكَاةُ الْجَمَالِ فِي الْخَدِّ قُبْلَهْ

So establish me in beauty as alms

And the alms of beauty is a kiss on the cheek